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Shonda Kay - G.R.I.T.S. Lyrics



Shonda Kay - G.R.I.T.S. Lyrics




Okay
East Atlanta made me but the southside really raised me
Grew up in the 90s but my attitude is 80s
Spending all my money like I got another baby
Am I headed to the top
Probably
Maybe
Pieced up in my two piece I ain't talkin bout no chickens
Every nigga in the city claim they water whippin
Yes I got a couple shorties in the city stripping
Catch them in my section, I be tippin tippin tippin
Nickname call me 2-8-5 cuz I be round the city
Me and you yo cousin story tellin, Uncle Ricky
All these niggas love me and they girlfriend wanna Nicki
Gave his girl a hicky now she's gone, Frisbee

Grindin cuz I'm hungry like I missed a meal at breakfast
Niggas always flexin I aint got no time for extras
Bumpn UGK Im on that drank like Im from Texas
Sauced up all my lettuce and I upgraded my karots
They asked me what I'm doing
I'm tryna get paid
Hustle everyday cuz thats just how I was raised
Made a couple dollars so my babies can be straight
If a hatin nigga come my way its f*ck him to they face
I'm tryna get paid
I'm tryna get paid
Hustle everyday cuz thats just how I was raised
I'm tryna get paid
I'm try- I'm tryna get paid
If a hatin nigga come my way its f*ck him to they face

Okay
Stepped up the tempo
Had to switch flows
Bitches can't even compete
Camp shit on go
Gang wrists froze
And Louee gone turn up the heat
Bitch got mad cuz I came thru
Baby daddy mad cuz he cant do
Bars so cold need theraflu
Got points and I scored, Game two
I'm a real bitch no apologies
You in the back of my line better follow me
Hit like, Hit like cuz Im on fleek
High paid high grade bitch I'm too geeked
On his face like a filiter no snapchat
Pussy taste so good and it snaps back
And ya baby mama mad cuz I had that
I got her rent money off of ya cash app, yea

Grindin cuz I'm hungry like I missed a meal at breakfast
Niggas always flexin I aint got no time for extras
Bumpn UGK Im on that drank like Im from Texas
Sauced up all my lettuce and I upgraded my karots
They asked me what I'm doing
I'm tryna get paid
Hustle everyday cuz thats just how I was raised
Made a couple dollars so my babies can be straight
If a hatin nigga come my way its f*ck him to they face
I'm tryna get paid
I'm tryna get paid
Hustle everyday cuz thats just how I was raised
I'm tryna get paid
I'm try- I'm tryna get paid
If a hatin nigga come my way its f*ck him to they face

(That's some disrespectful shit
Like I said I got her rent money off of his cash app
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa
I need to find something to do)
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Okay
East Atlanta made me but the southside really raised me
Grew up in the 90s but my attitude is 80s
Spending all my money like I got another baby
Am I headed to the top
Probably
Maybe
Pieced up in my two piece I ain't talkin bout no chickens
Every nigga in the city claim they water whippin
Yes I got a couple shorties in the city stripping
Catch them in my section, I be tippin tippin tippin
Nickname call me 2-8-5 cuz I be round the city
Me and you yo cousin story tellin, Uncle Ricky
All these niggas love me and they girlfriend wanna Nicki
Gave his girl a hicky now she's gone, Frisbee

Grindin cuz I'm hungry like I missed a meal at breakfast
Niggas always flexin I aint got no time for extras
Bumpn UGK Im on that drank like Im from Texas
Sauced up all my lettuce and I upgraded my karots
They asked me what I'm doing
I'm tryna get paid
Hustle everyday cuz thats just how I was raised
Made a couple dollars so my babies can be straight
If a hatin nigga come my way its f*ck him to they face
I'm tryna get paid
I'm tryna get paid
Hustle everyday cuz thats just how I was raised
I'm tryna get paid
I'm try- I'm tryna get paid
If a hatin nigga come my way its f*ck him to they face

Okay
Stepped up the tempo
Had to switch flows
Bitches can't even compete
Camp shit on go
Gang wrists froze
And Louee gone turn up the heat
Bitch got mad cuz I came thru
Baby daddy mad cuz he cant do
Bars so cold need theraflu
Got points and I scored, Game two
I'm a real bitch no apologies
You in the back of my line better follow me
Hit like, Hit like cuz Im on fleek
High paid high grade bitch I'm too geeked
On his face like a filiter no snapchat
Pussy taste so good and it snaps back
And ya baby mama mad cuz I had that
I got her rent money off of ya cash app, yea

Grindin cuz I'm hungry like I missed a meal at breakfast
Niggas always flexin I aint got no time for extras
Bumpn UGK Im on that drank like Im from Texas
Sauced up all my lettuce and I upgraded my karots
They asked me what I'm doing
I'm tryna get paid
Hustle everyday cuz thats just how I was raised
Made a couple dollars so my babies can be straight
If a hatin nigga come my way its f*ck him to they face
I'm tryna get paid
I'm tryna get paid
Hustle everyday cuz thats just how I was raised
I'm tryna get paid
I'm try- I'm tryna get paid
If a hatin nigga come my way its f*ck him to they face

(That's some disrespectful shit
Like I said I got her rent money off of his cash app
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa
I need to find something to do)
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Writer: Kweysha Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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